Ichiro mana?

Posted by Mrs Imran on Jul 23, 2010
Filed Under Darwis Ichiro, Husband | 16 comments

Haha. Funny lah my husband. As usual semalam I tido lambat la kan. Around 4am like that, I angkat Ichiro masuk buaian sbb dia mcm tk berapa selasa, tatau apasal. Cud be sbb sore throat so pusing2 sampai kepala dah nk terjunam dari katil. Haihh.

Then lepas dah siap-siap nk tidur, tiba-tiba datang idea gila nk kacau Imran. Sbb tgk dia syok tido, anak nk jatuh pon tk perasan. Hehe. So, I kejutkan dia..and tanya

Ichiro mana?

He was like terkejut gila babeng..then terus meraba-raba atas katil cari Ichiro. Angkat bantal, tarik selimut, tinjau bawah katil..panik. Dah la mata dia tk nampak sbb lampu very dim, then lepas 10 saat cam tu dok carik-carik anak, I cam kesian la jugak tapi at the same time I tersengih-sengih tengok dia. Heeeee. I was surprise dia tk dengar bunyi buaian Ichiro, sbb bunyi spring kriok kriok tu kuat la jugak. But maybe he was too panic so tk dengar apa. Matlamat satu, mana anak aku nih?

Then, bila I on torchlight and suluh buai Ichiro baru lah dia perasan. He gave me one look, haha muka yg nk marah tapi cam termalu sbb kene tipu. Hee. Then he just hempap muka atas bantal and said…

Tak nak kawan you..

Haha. Sempat lagi tu ugut tanak kawan dalam mamai tu. Haha funny lah. Neway, maybe some dah tengok gambar Ichiro ni, tapi nk letak jugaklah kt blog. Gambar Ichiro tengah Azan Zohor. Oh yeahh..Ichiro pandai azan. Hehehe we didn’t know actually la how he picked up the skill, tapi entah maybe pandai sendiri la kot since rumah sebelah masjid so every time masuk waktu Azan mmg kuat lah.

Cuma bila dia dah pandai azan tu we taught him how to letak tangan atas telinga. But then baru-baru ni, he also knows how to bentang sejadah, stand on it and azan, he mimics Imran Such a fast learner eh baby. I was bit jakun since this is my first baby kan. So, to those yg ada baby, stimulate your baby’s brain you will be surprise with what they can do nnt This is Ichiro at 1 year and 3 weeks old.

Azan Zohor. Tangan kanan tk berapa betul sket. Hehe. He knows how to control suara as well. Dia bukan just simply jerit utk azan. Jaga pitching and alunan suara juga. Haha what a surprise small baby can do this. Amacam ada gaya imam muda tak?

Odd no odd, he’s my husband..

Posted by Mrs Imran on Jul 6, 2010
Filed Under Husband | 6 comments

My husband has a very strange imagination which sometimes I feel that whenever he starts to “imagine”, he will turned to be somewhat..hmm high? Gosh, I don’t know what’s the perfect word to describe, but certainly this is nothing to do with porn mind you. Huhuh.

I never mentioned about his oddity before, but I did observe that he has been repeating the same ever since we hooked up in year 1999.

So, one sweet day, he decided to get “high” again, and being a good wife..I pon layannnn kan sajer..

Him: Kedai ni luas tapi tempat duduk rapat-rapat

Me: Yalah, nk fully utilize the space la, so more customers can eat at one time

Him: U bayangkan ok kalau kiter order dari warung hujung, then duduk kt corner hujungggg belah sana, opposite side..

Me: Hmmm ha ok, why?

Him: Confirm lah owner warung tu tk nampak kita makan kan?

Me: So?

Him: So, kalau kita makan habis, then lari tk bayar food sure takder org tahu..

Me: {rolls eyes}

Few minutes later…I decided to highlight my 10 years observation on his peculiar behavior

Me: U ni kan, sejak bercinta sampai la dah beranak pinak ni..dok asyikkk teringin nk makan then lari tak nak bayar kan?

Him: Hehe…yer lah kan? [sengih-sengih kambing]

Him: Nnt u blog ok pasal ni…[sambung sengih-sengih kambing lagi]

Me: {rolls eyes}

Siap mintak blog about it, but I know he seldom read my blog. He only reads this blog when I asked him to. Sgt tidak membantu utk menaikkan traffic blog. Huhu. I envied few of my friends’ husband who stalk their wifey’s blog like nobody business. Why la my husband lagi gemar main Mafia Wars dekat Facebook dari read my blog? Oh correction…OUR blog..

Oh ok terlari topik, yer dia sangat aneh bukannnnnn. Menjadi terangsang bila fikir nk lari dari bayar harga makanan. Curi makan adalah lebih tepat. How odd!

I know that I can be mengarut and ridiculous sometime, but I am no odd like him! Haha. However, I find myself rather amuse with his oddity and that’s why I can put up with him till now.

Feel free to share your spouse’s oddity in the comment box Something that good for laugh wink*

Imran and his little so-called office

Posted by Mrs Imran on Jun 3, 2010
Filed Under Darwis Ichiro, Husband, My "The Brand" Story, Photography | 17 comments

Our current room is super small. Imran’s parent actually has provided us a bigger room  located upstairs, but since kami mcm sayang dengan bilik bawah sbb bilik bawah less warm than bilik atas yg siang-siang hari adalah macam oven kek lapis sarawak, so kami mcm malas nk pindah atas. But bilik atas mmg roomy lagi ah.

We only have 1 small table in our room, cupboards, bed, cabinet and a drawer. We bought all of our furniture from Ikea, since Ikea kinda creative in making use of limited space just like our room. Imran got the table while I took the drawer. Since we don’t want to make our small territory clutter with so many things, so we try our best to maintain position of every little things in the room. Sbb kalau bersepah sket jer, bilik nampak sempit.

Table belongs to Imran, but since I takder meja to put my things, kadang-kadang bila I nk cepat, I will tumpang sekaki letak my things on Imran’s table.

Him: Apasal buku Usana ada kt sini?
Me: I letak kejap, nnt I simpan lah.
Him: U janganlah kacau-kacau, ni area office I tau
Me: Office? Mana office you? [pandang kiri kanan cari office??]

Then he pointed to the table. Apparently, there is a small area on the table lah which he claimed as his office. Wanna see? Imran’s office? Look below….

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I was like..ooo ini ker ur office? Tapi I macam nk tergelak, sbb dalam banyak2 benda yg dia bawak pergi kerja setiap hari, tiba-tiba ada Ichiro punye diaper. Hihih.

Hehe…actually, all those stuff mmg he gathered it at one place so mcm senang pagi-pagi nk pergi kerja terus amik semua tu. He got a briefcase, but not sure why didn’t he just keep everything in the bag. Maybe benda2 ni mcm nk pakai selalu, so leceh nk keluar masuk bag kot? Entah…itu my teori lah. Never ask him.I can’t imagine kalau betul-betul ada lelaki bawak diaper anak letak kt meja office or dalam briefcase. Sweetness!! But to think again, sure ada rasanya kan? Especially guys yg run his own business and maybe once a while bawak anak pergi office sbb maid lari ker or maid mogok ker or nursery charge mahal sgt ker, satu minit pon nk berkira…u know lah ..things like that kan.. Confirm la bawak semua baby stuff pergi office. Hihi. Cute tho. It reminds me to Engku Emran dalam Gugu Gaga Erra.

Yg diaper tu pulak, sbb malam-malam normally Imran akan bangun dalam pukul 4-5 pagi to change diaper and Ichiro’s sleepwear, sbb dia kata nnt Ichiro boleh tido sedap and selesa sampai pukul 10 pagi [jadi mak dia pon leh tido sampai kol 10 pagi jugak...ehe]. He put it there  so easier for him to reach the diaper from the bed in the darkness.

Itulah serba sedikit bentuk rupa office Imran. My Usana stuff dah kene kick from the table..sejak awal-awal lagi. Sbb tu tk termasuk dalam gambar rajah di atas.

Neway, ni out of topic sket, but since I got quite many recent photos of Ichiro, I included herewith 2 photos of him with new toys and mommy. Oh last but not least…I nk shout kuat-kuat ni. TGIF!!!!! Enjoy ur weekend ya!

Toys baru. I lost count already how many toys yg similar to this yg kiterorg dah beli. This one we bought it from Mothercare. Rm30++ seketul? Mahal giler babeng. Ichiro dah sauk satu and tanak lepas, terus masuk mulut [macam shopping drive thru ok]. Terus bayar jer la jawabnyer.

We snap this photo at OU’s rain forest area. Ichiro had a good time watching and observing the fish. there Next time we should bring bread along. So Ichiro can feed fish. Maybe I can upload some photos of Ichiro tgk ikan during the weekend nnt. Kalau ada masa, insyallah

p/s: I think it’s about time for me to change my hijab style. Let see soon ok 

What love is…

Posted by Mrs Imran on May 29, 2010
Filed Under Husband | 24 comments

I feel wee bit odd to write this, but since this is my blog and I got the rights to write whatever I want to write here, so go to hell with what people gonna think. Furthermore, it’s not that often I write about husband buying me stuff, I can’t even remember when was the last time. Well…maybe ada, but yours truly can’t seem to remember. Ehe.

But yeah, truth is I paid myself for almost all of my expensive belongings such as gadgets (my macbook, smartphone & dslr camera), sewing machines and etc. It’s not only I don’t have the heart to ask my husband to buy all those stuff but satisfaction also ain’t there. I always work hard to earn things that I want, for me it’s kinda good to have a strong determination in achieving personal goals, it’s so addictive, better than alcohol and drugs (but I neva try those lah..)

To cut the story short, my husband bought me a diamond necklace and seriously I never expected it as I don’t really “need” jewellery. Hubster know very well how am such a sucker of gadgets and he would surely know that I can jump higher than KLCC tower should he buy me the latest Iphone or Macbook Air. However, things like gadgets and handbags as for the norm will at the end deteriorate in its value and he knew that he needs to buy me a thing that could symbolize his love perfectly ….forever love, forever valuable, forever shiny, forever yada yada……welllll…you know things that never out of season

….and yes diamond fits ‘em all

So, here I am wearing a new diamond necklace and feeling good. It is indeed true then diamond is woman best friend? Who can deny that?

Me: Thank you dear…hmm what’s the occasion?
Him: Well..it’s for everything you’ve done for me and Ichiro is the best
Him: Oh and it’s cum your advance birthday present jugak…
Me: Nooooooooo. Bday present nk lain!
Him: Ha ha ha. It’s final you’ve gotten your bday pressie already. Happy Birthday!
Me: Shessshhhh

I prefer not to show piece of the jewellery because seriously it doesn’t matter to me, I don’t really care how expensive and how beautiful the jewellery is, but the most important thing is the thought that’s count. What’s inside the box shall remain secret and personal. To know my husband willing to buy me a jewellery that I least expect had touched me so deeply. I don’t quite comfortable spending so much money on jewellery (except during wedding), therefore I suggested him to invest in buying pure gold instead of the diamond, but he insisted as for him this is not about investing, this is about love and his gesture of appreciation. He wouldn’t trade love for everything else. That’s sweet.

Love makes guy crazy. Love makes woman commit suicide. Whatever your definition of love is…

Love is always divine.

Thank you dear husband…